It tastes like a Lamington

So far we have adopted a European approach to grocery shopping. Instead of one big shop once a week we pop into our local Woolworth's almost daily. This seems to be the norm - at least in Balmain. I rarely see someone walk out of the grocery store with more than a few bags and I often see people walking a mile or so home with those same bags. I carry my backpack everywhere and I plan on picking up a few supplies at a time.

Tonight Brian and I hosted one of his colleagues for dinner. So instead of just going to the grocery store the girls and I made several stops including one for dessert and fresh bread, and another for fruit and flowers. We  enjoyed checking out some of the smaller shops in our little town. 

For desserts we went to Australian celebrity chef Adriano Zumbo's narrow little patisserie to pick up some of his signature macarons. I chose six macarons of various flavors including: eucalyptus, salted butter caramel, chocolate doughnut and lamington. I asked what the lamington tasted like and the woman behind the counter replied, "you know, like a lamington." Thanks. Once again, I'm glad to have wikipedia to turn to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lamington.